E P I G R A P H
"and don't forget:
time is meant to be wasted,
love fails
and death is useless."
- Charles Bukowski
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D E D I C A T I O N
To the memories that haunt us forever in the best way, painting our scars in the rarest shade of hope and nostalgia.
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T R I G G E R W A R N I N G
This book contains sensitive material relating to:
i. self-harm
ii. suicide
iii. bullying
iv. alcoholism
v. trauma
vi. severe blood
vii. death
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A U T H O R ' S N O T E
Hi, everyone! Long time, no see, huh?
So I thought it's finally due time to share a brand new poetry collection "Play, Pause, Replay" with you.
The title, as random as it sounds, will delve on all those lost moments we cherish in our lives, the ones that we pause and savour as doses of pain and pleasure, and the ones that never stop playing in our head over and over again.
Herein lies my world of poems written on sleepless nights when imagination grew wilder and memories burned faster, echoing verses in between light and shadows.
Affectionately,
Sreeja.
P.S. I hope the trigger warning didn't sound stupid.
© All rights reserved. Sreeja.
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play, pause, replay
Poetrylike another silhouette washed in the blue of the November afterglow - a dying ache of living ... || caffeinated afterthoughts and lovers' vomit ||
